"Everything you ever wanting gonna be the magic story you were told, and you'll be safe under my control, just let me in." He whispers in my ear. 

I look around. Something is wrong. I heard someone call. Yanli... I heard her cry out. I'm not dreaming. I'm sure of it. The air has gotten colder. My blood curdles for some reason. His words sing an ominous tune, now brought to life. I grip my hands. I see a ledge. My skin crawls as a sudden realization becomes brought to life. I look at him and I see a devilish grin as blood trickles down his mouth. What am I doing here all of a sudden? I grip my chest. I can still feel the stab wound jabbing me. 

"What's wrong now?" He asks. 

"This is... this is..." I mutter.

"Special? I've given you everything you could ever want." He says.

"No." I break off of him.

He looks at me in surprise.

"No?" He asks.

"This is wrong. Lan Zhan was right." I turn.

"What are you talking about? Everything you ever-" He says.

"Will you just shut up?" I spit in his face.

"Why so angry all of a sudden? I have given you everything you ever wanting." He says.

"Where are you leading me?" I ask.

"Does it matter?" He asks.

"It matters if you're leading me to my doom." I point at the ledge.

"You mistake me." He says.

"Do I? Do I really?" I cross my arms.

"You really should just listen to me. You let me in. You destroyed yourself." His words turn dark.

I pull out my flute.

"Wait... you still had that?" He asks.

"Of course." I put it up to my lips.

"Don't you dare! Stop!" He yells.